So I'm finally gettin' home from off tour Been gone since I can' t even remember when I start wakin' up in my bed not knowin' where I'm at man The bad part is I look over at my wife And like I don't know who this person is in my bed (Tell me is it real?) I'm buggin' out If I wake up in a hotel room Or on the bunk of a bus Middle of nowhere, **** I'm completely fine But let me wake up in my crib I get to flippin' my wig Anywhere as long it isn't mine I've been on the road seven Out the past eight months You wanna live you gotta give Your lovin' fans what they want So if they want the truth You gotta tell 'em it's here Ask Randy Hawkins man I had a helluva year My first headlining tour My album in stores And I finally got to see What all that grindin' been for To get down for the cause And catch a round of applause And to see the **** I spit Get printed out in the source My heroes brung me on tour I said allahu akbar Thank you God I don't know what else I could bother you for Got me out in California At this Wal-Mart store With the lord rockin' We chillin' shoppin' for drawers I blew my little video budget I figured **** it You only live once You better entertain your public I did freeze my nuts In D.C. on a handy cam On the white house lawn Rappin' Uncle Sam Goddamn Shook hands with Busy Bee I said his line from Wild Style The Bee part B and he smiled So I'm out in the bay With Fred Hampton Junior Somebody made away With my goddamn computer I caught a flight home On my 30th birthday A gift courtesy Of my main man MURS see I needed to see my wife And Faheem in the worst way Ended up havin' both A blessed an a cursed day As I walked on stage To give 'em these raps My DJ's wife was on That bridge that collapsed She ended up breakin' her back And gettin' roughed up But she already walkin' You bad mother ****** It's real as can be I keep my people with me And that's B.K., Drinkula And King So Key Rhymesayers entertainment And what more can I say? Except I gotta brand new Baby daughter on the way (Tell me is it real?)
So I'm finally gettin' home from off tour Been gone since I can' t even remember when I start wakin' up in my bed not knowin' where I'm at man The bad part is I look over at my wife And like I don't know who this person is in my bed (Tell me is it real?) I'm buggin' out If I wake up in a hotel room Or on the bunk of a bus Middle of nowhere, **** I'm completely fine But let me wake up in my crib I get to flippin' my wig Anywhere as long it isn't mine I've been on the road seven Out the past eight months You wanna live you gotta give Your lovin' fans what they want So if they want the truth You gotta tell 'em it's here Ask Randy Hawkins man I had a helluva year My first headlining tour My album in stores And I finally got to see What all that grindin' been for To get down for the cause And catch a round of applause And to see the **** I spit Get printed out in the source My heroes brung me on tour I said allahu akbar Thank you God I don't know what else I could bother you for Got me out in California At this Wal-Mart store With the lord rockin' We chillin' shoppin' for drawers I blew my little video budget I figured **** it You only live once You better entertain your public I did freeze my nuts In D.C. on a handy cam On the white house lawn Rappin' Uncle Sam Goddamn Shook hands with Busy Bee I said his line from Wild Style The Bee part B and he smiled So I'm out in the bay With Fred Hampton Junior Somebody made away With my goddamn computer I caught a flight home On my 30th birthday A gift courtesy Of my main man MURS see I needed to see my wife And Faheem in the worst way Ended up havin' both A blessed an a cursed day As I walked on stage To give 'em these raps My DJ's wife was on That bridge that collapsed She ended up breakin' her back And gettin' roughed up But she already walkin' You bad mother ****** It's real as can be I keep my people with me And that's B.K., Drinkula And King So Key Rhymesayers entertainment And what more can I say? Except I gotta brand new Baby daughter on the way (Tell me is it real?)
